OPUS ONE, RED BULL AND BUCKIE TEENS

From The Right-Side...

Friday means I like to post random stuff like cocktails or photos of my dog being chill. Why not?

 Even dogs know Red Bull and wine do not a cocktail make.

Friday should mean cocktails, if you care about that sort of thing. But, random people need to know the intricate details inside the world of Cocktails. It is complex.

People need to understand the delicate differences in Cocktail glasses. It is imperative to know the difference between a Martini Coupe and a Highball Glass.

Listen up.

Cocktails conjure up images of fancy nightclubs, with stylishly dressed rich people dancing, smoking (in the '20 and '30's they didn't know any better), and making high-rolling deals in a backroom.


Let us not forget classic movies. Take a close look and you will see a Gibson, a Martini, or a Highball (Manhattan) being held by sophisticated killers and floozies, as it was meant to be.

Gibson and Martini. Do YOU know the difference between these two ligations? It is small, but important.

Cocktails should be respected, right?

Well, you can forget all that, and just toss that snazzy Martini Coupe straight into a dumpster behind Dizzy's Bar & Grill (insert the name of any dive of your choice).

British teens are ruining wine, and the reputation of  time-honored mixed drinks.

Those brats are bringing a new low to the world of alcohol (teen drinkers always ruin everything) by mixing up a quite questionable concoction called, Buckie.

According to Gawker, via The New York Times (and heaven knows who else) the wild bunch across the Pond go bonkers (Red Bull will do that, I hear) over this mess.

The recipe is simple:

Buckie

*Red Bull
*Pinot Grigio
*Wine Glass (probably a large red plastic Solo cup) filled 2/3 with wine and topped with Red Bull.

Kids will be kids, but after drinking this at a young age I would not count on them ever appreciating the swill called, Opus One. Red Bull and Opus One? Well, you never know. Wine snobs of the world, take that!

See photo above of my dog, and her fake friend casting a judgmental eye toward this nonsense. I just can not post a photo of such a ruination of wine (and I don't even like Pinot Grigio).

Cheers!

Gotta dash...

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From the Left-Side: And just in case you don't know what goes into a Gibson, here's some Bartending 101 for ya. Cheers, and salud!

COCKTAILS, DOG YOGURT AND PICKLED BRUSSEL SPROUTS

From The Right-Side...

There is nothing of interest in my newsfeeds thus far today.  I need a little pick-me-up, and it is WAY to early in the day to pop a cork of cheap champagne (I know, it's NEVER that early, but play along).

Boredom is my nemesis, so what to do to bring some zest into a random Wednesday?

Snacks and cocktails!

Shopping is always an option, so off I went this morning in search of something NOT boring.

Bypassing the usual haunts (Trader Joe's, sorry), I dropped anchor (in my mind I was on a yacht because I am in THE Palm Beaches) at Marshall's.

Grabbing a cart, I headed for the food aisle.

I mean what better way to fend off boredom than streaming a classic movie while munching some fabulous SNACKS, right (continue to play along, okay?)?

Ever the considerate dog-mom, I first grabbed yogurt treats for the mutt (USA made, or so they claim on the package).

Turning down the gourmet food aisle, I was immediately drawn to some little green balls in a jar (there's a visual for ya)!

Dog treats and cocktails?

Who knew (probably everyone) you could snack on Pickled Brussel Sprouts? Not I.

So, here I am, blogging and looking at sprouts, but not brave enough to actually taste them (Left-Side?). I don't know, I just do not know if I have the courage this early in the day to be food-adventurous.

Perhaps tonight, with cocktails I will throw caution into the Atlantic Ocean and just pop the lid and go crazy.

Vodka and pickled sprouts?

Yeah, the dog is just gonna have to share those yogurt treats!

Dog treats and a vodka cocktail?

Oh, yeah!

Gotta dash...

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From the Left-Side: Hey, I'm game to try pickled whatever. To a point. I think there is a general consensus that any food with "pickled" in front of it makes it gourmet. Like pickled pig's feet, or pickled quail eggs. (No, I haven't tried either.) If you need more proof, check this out:

Maybe with enough vodka ??.... no, don't think so.